Noah’s POV
I can barely see, the rain is lashing down, drenching me as I squint against the deluge, the never ending water making visibility practically zero as I stumble from work to my truck.
Sliding into the driver’s seat, I slam the door, cutting off the rain, and start the vehicle, turning up the heat to try and dry myself off. How I can be this wet from running twenty feet is beyond me.
I stare out of the windscreen, my wipers cutting through the downpour as I turn on my headlights, lighting up the space in front of me. Honestly, I wouldn’t even be contemplating driving home in this weather if I didn’t have my truck, the heavy duty main beams cut through the darkness lighting up the torrential rain, and giving me a good few metres of view. I won’t be doing any kind of speed, but I
